'Twinkle Tent' Kula Cloth

ou sleep in a bedAll comfy and warmBut often you missThe thrill of the stormOf sleeping outsideWith walls oh so thinBecause the nighttime skyIs our connection within. Once, while snow camping, the snow melted out our stakes and blew the tent off the top of a mountain. Ok, I'm being dramatic. It mostly blew off the top of a mountain and we saw it tumbling, so we sprinted after it. Then we managed to snag it just before it went over the edge of a cliff (not actually kidding). It was a good thing, because it had our car keys in it. Oh yah, and all our gear.